Jump the Steamboat

(Peter Lastima)

No doubt farm boys fall in love with riverboat croupiers all the time. This one has it bad. He probably knows that Mississippi alligators have better things to do than chase love-sick suitors. But it may be that he hopes that she doesn't.

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I won the hand and turned to flee When you dealt that Queen of Hearts to me, But I was down on the emerald baize Roped and tied by your dark-eyed gaze, My enchanting Nemesis: Why’s a girl like you on a boat like this? Painted face and swept-up hair, But I know that there’s a farm girl somewhere there Chorus: Jump the steamboat, come ashore Cut the deck and your five card draw, Those paddle wheels will paddle on, They’re never going to miss you once you’re gone, I wondered what had brought me here, Sipping Bourbon, longing for a beer, Diamond tie pin, looking flash, Pockets full of Daddy’s cash, But there you hide in your loveliness, Shuffling cards in your satin dress, Fanning at the smoke and the gamblers’ leers, Oh, let me get you out of here… Chorus I’m going to draw and twist and play Until you fold and come away, Down the gangway, hand in hand, Thirty feet to XXX XXXXXXXX XXXX XXX XX XXXXX XXXXXXXX XXXXXX XX XXXXXX XXX XXXXXX XXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXX XXX XXXX XXXXXXXX XXXX XX XXXX XX XXX XXXXXX XXX XXXXXXXXXX XX XXXXXX XXXXXX XXX XXXXXXX XXXX XXXXXX XXX XXX XXX XXX XXXXX XX XXX XXXX XXXXXXX XXXXXX XXXXXXX XXXX XXXXXXX XXX XXXXXXX XXX XXX XXXXX XXX XXXXX XXXXXXX XXX XX XX XXX XXXX XX XX XXXXXX XXXXXXX XXX X XXXXXX XXXXXXX XXXX XXX XXXX XXX XXXXXXXXXX XX XXXXXXX XXX XXXXX X XXXXXXXXXXX XXXXX

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